Whistling Sam Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD AAEE DDFFAACC GGAAFHII JJGGGKLBDD

I has hyeahd o' people dancin' an' I 's hyeahd o' people singin'A
An' I 's been 'roun' lots of othahs dat could keep de banjo ringin'A
But of all de whistlin' da'kies dat have lived an' died since HamB
De whistlin'est I evah seed was ol' Ike Bates's SamB
In de kitchen er de stable in de fiel' er mowin' hayC
You could hyeah dat boy a whistlin' pu'ty nigh a mile erwayC
Puck'rin' up his ugly features 'twell you could n't see his eyesD
Den you 'd hyeah a soun' lak dis un f'om dat awful puckah riseD
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When dey had revival meetin' an' de Lawd's good grace was flowin'A
On de groun' dat needed wat'rin' whaih de seeds of good was growin'A
While de othahs was a singin' an' a shoutin' right an' lefE
You could hyeah dat boy a whistlin' kin' o' sof beneaf his brefE
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At de call fu' colo'ed soldiers Sam enlisted 'mong de res'D
Wid de blue o' Gawd's great ahmy wropped about his swellin' breas'D
An' he laffed an' whistled loudah in his youfful joy an' gleeF
Dat de govament would let him he'p to mek his people freeF
Daih was lots o' ties to bin' him pappy mammy an' his DinahA
Dinah min' you was his sweet hea't an' dey was n't nary finahA
But he lef 'em all I tell you lak a king he ma'ched awayC
Try'n' his level bes' to whistle happy solemn choky gayC
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To de front he went an' bravely fought de foe an' kep' his sperritG
An' his comerds said his whistle made 'em strong when dey could hyeah itG
When a saber er a bullet cut some frien' o' his'n downA
An' de time 'u'd come to trench him an' de boys 'u'd gethah 'roun'A
An' dey could n't sta't a hymn tune mebbe none o' dem 'u'd keerF
Sam 'u'd whistle Sleep in Jesus an' he knowed de Mastah 'd hyeahH
In de camp all sad discouraged he would cheer de hea'ts of allI
When above de soun' of labour dey could hyeah his whistle callI
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When de cruel wah was ovah an' de boys come ma'chin' backJ
Dey was shouts an' cries an' blessin's all erlong dey happy trackJ
An' de da'kies all was happy souls an' bodies bofe was freedG
Why hit seemed lak de Redeemah mus' 'a' been on earf indeedG
Dey was gethahed all one evenin' jes' befo' de cabin do'G
When dey hyeahd somebody whistlin' kin' o' sof' an' sweet an' lowK
Dey could n't see de whistlah but de hymn was cleah and ca'mL
An' dey all stood daih a listenin' ontwell Dinah shouted SamB
An' dey seed a little da'ky way off yandah thoo de treesD
Wid his face all in a puckah mekin' jes' sich soun's ez deseD

Paul Laurence Dunbar



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